[ Dude! We find a bunch of Mutie Freaks sitting at the breakfast table, despite it not being breakfast. Sweet! ] [ Dude! Session Start! Sweet! ] So I says to tha guy "Hey, hands off tha freakin' tomatas..." and *WHAM*, I knock him inta next week. * Eric doesn't care if it's not breakfast. He's eating breakfast anyeays! * Miya is perched on the back of a chair - yes, on the back - and watching Eric eat with something that might be disgust. * Eric pops another sausage into his mouth. "Eh, what kind of tomatoes?" Stealin' tomatas from'a Italian restraunt... s'a damn crime, is what it is. Hell yeah it is. Um, yeah. That's 'cause it's stealing? * Claire is eating lunch, lunch being a ham & cheese sandwich. * Eric idly chews on some bacon drenched in syrup. "Eh, that's if you wanna be up-front about it." I mean in tha greata sense, Miya. s'a crime against humanity. * Miya blinks. "No?" * Alex is eating breakfast! And since he's new, let's have a description: blue eyes, red hair that's wavy and kinda long. Nice-looking guy, seems about sixteen or so. Currently wearing a black t-shirt, blue plaid flannel shirt, jeans and sneakers. He's been too busy stuffing his face to respond yet. It's a crime against the Italians who own the restaurant, for certain. (Flannels!) (Ah yes, it's still 1993.) (Yes. Did I mention he's from Seattle?) (Ha ha ha.) And who eats at the restaurant? Humanity! It is! Keepin' tomatoes from an italian restraunt. (He does not angst, though.) * Alex coughs slightly and reaches for his glass of milk. * Miya scratches at the back of her head. "But, um..." And then she gives up. ( Mutant power: Immunity to Angst. ) (It is a mutant power.) (I'm sure when the campaign actually gets going, we'll all have to give descrip. Again! Yay!) * Eric finishes the bacon and faster than the eye can see, he downs a whole pancake. (Non-angsty Seattleite. And I'm wondering if I should've come in later instead of just having him with you all. ^^;) * Daegal is eating breakfast! When he's not talking, that is. He's a big, solidly built guy with unruly curls of black hair, piercing metallic blue eyes, somewhat tanned skin... decent looking, but would be better if he wasn't so scruffy. * Miya refrains from asking Eric if he wants syrup. He'll probably drink it out of the bottle. * Eric has syrup already, actually. He's already drenched the pancakes in it. * Daegal is wearing a tank top, track pants, and sneakers. Circular scars are visible both on his right shoulder and above his right eye. * Claire takes a bite of her sandwich, chews and swallows before speaking again. "Why tomatoes, of all things, anyhow?" She's a pretty young woman with silver hair and eyes, wearing a half-buttoned blouse and an ankle-length black skirt. * Alex takes a big swig and sets the glass down. "Hey, Eric, pass the pancakes? If there are any left?" He's got a definite Northwest accent, despite the fact that he tends to speak like a Southern Cali boy most of the time. He then grins at Claire. "Hey, why not tomatoes?" * Eric pushes over one of the plates he's not using. "That's my question. Why not, eh?" Thanks, dude. * Alex digs in. Why not Italian bread, or that cheese, or an entire meal? Eh, local mob's got it's grubby paws in alla da rackets, but 'specially in delivery. Restaurant didn't use a mobbed-up delivery company do get it's tomatas, so... Parmesan? Good stuff. And mob tomatoes? Seriously? [ Daegal, what the hell are these strange words coming out of your mouth? ] * Miya is a young teenager: cute, Asian, and very petite at well under five feet tall. Her hair's chin-length and black, eyes a blank white, and while not heavily muscled, she almost completely lacks fat. She's also perched impossibly on the back of a chair. They tried ta raid tha delivery. I was passin' by, and... yeah, mob tomatas. Like I said, back'n Red Hook, the Russians got their hands in everythin'. * Eric laughs. (These words would be my best representations of a Brooklyn accent. =P) * Alex shakes his head. "Dude, that's just wrong." He says that a lot. You'll get used to it. Do they throw them at people? * Eric chugs, yes chugs, a half-gallon of milk. He's about five and a half feet tall, very very lean, and looks maybe 15-16ish years old. Nah. Usually stick to shootin', stabbin', and leg breakin'. [ You mean people actually talk like this?!? Dear GOD, man! That's horrible! ] ( Actually, it's worse. But I can't represent it fully without rendering it unreadable, so... ) Oh. What about the rotten ones? That'd be the mobsters. Definite rotten tomatoes. * Miya blinks. She doesn't get it. Chef's Special. * Miya speaks up, too: "I don't get it." * Eric is clearly Canadian from his accent, and has musty-blonde hair as well as blue eyes. He's got white skin and dresses in comfortable clothing. * Alex grins at Miya. "Just makin' a joke, Miya. Not-nice people being like rotten food. Rotten tomatoes, in this case." Mob's like a rotten tomata, Miya. Rotten inside. * Claire has no discernable accent. La Claire, zhe iz not notably French! (nor can her player do a decent French accent) * Miya blinks. "And the outside, too, right? With the stuff growing on it?" She speaks English well enough, but with a definite Japanese accent. Sometimes, yeah. Can't always tell if somethin's rotten just by lookin' at it. * Miya nods. "Or if it has worms." Yuck. Yeah, that too. Ew. * Alex eyes his remaining pancakes, then shrugs and eats more. Sure, if ya cut it up. * Eric keeps eating away. Munch munch munch. Or you could get Eric to try it first. * Miya pauses. "Only he might not notice." * Alex eyes Eric. "He probably wouldn't." ( Okay, opinion. Should I try'n type with a Brooklyn accent, or should I just 'talk normally' and have you all imagine one? =P ) ( Try'n type! XD ) (Brooklyn! We all need to know how incomprehensible it is.) ( That's the best part of accents. ) * Eric catches a roll in his mouth, chewing and swallowing in one smooth motion. "What're you talkin' about now, eh?" ... I'm glad my meal doesn't have any fruit. * Alex grins. "Oh, nothin'." * Miya giggles a little. [ Seriously, go ahead and type it out. If anyone needs to say 'What did you just say?' it can be totally IC. ] ( Sacre bleu! ) S'alright, Claire. I'm sure everything here's a-okay. * Alex gives a thumbs-up. * Eric finishes his seven plates of food, chewing on an apple. "It is. I made sure." He smiles. Eh, Fuhgeddaboutit. I'll take your word for it. He ate it first, then made new ones! * Miya points at Eric. * Daegal eats s'more. * Alex finishes off his food, then chugs the last of his milk and puts the glass down. "Ahhh. Hit the spot." Eh, me? Would I do that? 'Cause you were hungry? Wait, does that mean all the stuff we just ate'll disappear in a while, and we'll all be hungry again? [ Yes. ] ( Actually, forget it. Typing like that's too hard. =P ) Sooner than normal food would, I mean. * Eric motions with his hand and another plate of pancakes appears in front of Alex. "Only if I did this to all the food." ( Character change! Daegal now has a slight Brooklyn accent. ) * Alex eyes the pancakes. He's tempted, then shakes his head. "Nahh. 'Cause that'd just be wrong, dude." * Eric laughs. "Well, yeah. Why do ya think I don't do it, eh?" ( If you wanna see the full brunt of a Brooklyn accent... http://nyc24.jrn.columbia.edu/2003/issue3/story5/page4.html ) * Eric leaves them there, the pancakes vanishing in a minute. * Claire finishes her sandwich. "And we're very grateful." * Miya looks around, not that anyone can tell, then sidewhispers to Claire, "They could explode." S'a good thing I watch my food like a hawk... last thing I need is you feedin' me explodin' food... Well, THAT wouldn't be good. * Alex looks over at Eric. "It's always explosions with you, isn't it?" Hmmm... I have an idea. * Eric shrugs. "Always explodin'." * Miya perks. Someone has an idea, and it's not Eric. * Claire grins. "Who wants to play Super Mario World?" * Miya raises her hand. "Me!" * Miya blushes and brings it down. "Um. I mean, if nobody else does." Can always take turns. * Claire grins! "Swell! Let's go!" She leaps out of her chair and glides (literally) down the hall. * Eric laughs. "Sure man! But I say we do somethin' we can all play, eh?" 'N you called it first, Miya, so you and Claire get first run. * Claire stops halfway. "Oh? Hmm...." She thinks. * Claire floats in mid air while thinking. "What's a good four-player game...?" ( Heck if the player knows @_@ ) * Eric walks along. "Eh...": Dude. You know what would rock? A band? If we got an arcade cabinet for the game room! That would so rock. And, yeah, band would rock, too. Maybe I oughtta bring my guitar. * Eric grins. "You mean along with the pool they already got there?" Sure! When did we get a pool table? We could start a band. Do you need talent to start a band? I know! We can play Bomberman. [ Bomberman! ] Bomberman. Awesome! [ You are. ] We could start a band, but let's play Bomberman instead. [ There's a SNES in the boathouse basement. ] Okay! We can start a band while we play Bomberman. * Claire continues down the hall, humming to herself. * Miya vanishes in a flash of light. Dude, we've always had a pool. You just gotta know where to look. ~_^ In that case, I'm gonna need my guitar. And you all are gonna beat me there, aren't you? (Pool or pool table? I am confused.) (Yes.) (I mean, he'd be happy with either. ;p) [ I don't want you forming a band. Not in the '90s. I don't want you angsting enough to be successful in a band in the '90s. ] (Bah, we're the least angsty X-team ever.) (We'll be ahead of our time!) (Non-angsty rock!) * Claire grins at Alex, flying backwards. "If you don't hurry, we might start without you." When she turns back around, however, she barely has enough time to notice the hallway ended, and collides with a door face first. [ You *are* the least angsty X-team ever. And I love you that way. ] (Alex will be sad if you do not let him play music.) * Claire falls to the ground and rubs her head. "Ow." (Hee, go Claire!) * Alex runs up to where Claire fell and helps her up. "You okay?" * Claire gets up with Alex's help and smiles reassuringly. "I'm fine. I just should have watched where I was going. * Eric winces. "Eh, watch out for that tree." * Alex smiles back at her. "Well, so long as you're okay. I'll be right back." * Alex heads off to retreive musical instruments. * Claire nods and heads to the boathouse. Walking. * Eric walks off to the boathouse. [ The Boathouse is still stocked with leisure activities. Currently, Hank and Bobby are sitting near the pool-table, watching a Yankees game on TV and debating the morality of stealing third base. The wave as you come in, then get back to their debate. ] * Claire waves back and makes her way to the precious SNES. (Yankees. EVIL.) (EVIL. EVIL. EVIL. And did I mention EVIL?) * Miya is in the basement before everyone else! What a surprise. And she's in a tangle of wires, trying to figure out what goes where in order to connect the SNES properly. (*makes Alex a Mariners fan) (The morality of stealing third base. I love Hank and Bobby.) * Claire hurriedly goes about helping Miya, in a very excited state. Claire! I don't get it! * Miya flails, making things worse. Hold still! I'll get it. * Miya eeps and does that. * Eric waves at Hank & Bobby, then looks amusingly at Miya. "It's not that bad. Just match the colors." * Miya blushes. "But, um. What about the other wires?" * Claire goes about setting up the thing in what might be considered record timing. ( Hey, the Yankees are the only New York team I could think of on short notice. ;P ) (You have the Yankees and the Mets, as far as baseball goes.) What about the other colors, eh? [ I require five Mind rolls for Claire to set up the SNES. ] [ Bring in the Dice! ] [ With five rolls, she's bound to critfail one of them! :D ] * Alex arrives a few minutes later with his acoustic guitar, because he really didn't feel like lugging the electric one and the amps. Wuss. [ Damn you, Dicesuke. Where are your critfails when I want them? :P ] * Miya holds still and lets Claire untangle her. She blinks at Alex as he wanders in. * Alex waves at Miya. Um. Hi. * Miya would wave back, but yeah. What'cha up to? * Eric waves at Alex. "Eh Alex, what's up?" Getting untangled. Claire's tryin' to keep Miya from getting eaten by the SNES. * Claire untangles Miya and goes about setting up the SNES. Claire, did you forget to feed the SNES again? Or did Eric eat all its food? * Miya pouts. "It wasn't gonna eat me." She scrambles away from the electronics. * Eric whistles. "I don't eat electrons. They give indigestion." Well, we'll play Burger Time later. But for now, Bomberman! * Claire starts up the SNES. Get ready to be bombed! * Alex grins back at Eric. "Suuuuuuuuuure." He strums idly for a minute before the SNES gets started up. * Eric grins. * Miya gets distracted by the strumming and watches. C'mon, join in. Huh? Oh! All right! * Eric grabs a controller. * Miya looks mildly embarrassed, but reaches for a controller. * Alex stops, sets his guitar down and grabs the fourth-player controller. * Miya ends up with third player. Aww. She climbs onto the couch. * Claire hits the start button and sets things up for a 4 player vs. * Alex sits sideways on the arm of the couch. His mom would probably yell at him, but she's not here. Ha! * Eric is second player! * Claire starts the match! * Miya frowns a little and moves her bomber guy, setting down bombs! She heads towards Alex's corner. DOOM. (Okay, I've never played multilpayer bomerman. ^^;) (You *haven't*?) (It's awesome.) ( Nor have I. Only singleplayer. ) (Anyhow, it works a lot like single-player, except you're trying to blow up the other players. And you can get powerups and everything.) ( I have, but not very much ^^ ) * Claire rubs around with practiced ease, sets bombs, and collects powerups! (Oh, that! Okay!) * Eric runs around planting bombs on powerups. * Alex avoids DOOM by moving out of the corner, collecting powerups as he goes. Wait. Isn't that one of Claire's bombs? Uh-oh. * Miya scrambles away from her own bombs and grabs a power up or two. * Alex is exploded real good. * Claire smiles to herself and plays furiously. Aww, man! * Eric plants some bombs in front of Claire and moves away at the last moment! * Alex gets his character back after a few seconds and proceeds to move a bit more carefully. Plant bomb in Eric's path, move along, nothign to see here. * Eric boxes himself in and blows up. ;_; * Miya tiptoes her character into Claire's space, sets a bomb there, and runs like mad. * Alex grins and heads in Miya's direction. Eep! * Eric re-pops and surrounds Claire's section with bombs. * Claire moves out of the way of those bombs, only to wind up getting blow'd up by Miya. She loses her smile pretty quick and fights back with a vengeance. * Alex plants a few bombs near Miya and idly wanders off. [ Awwwww, shit. You went and made Claire mad. ] * Miya giggles and gets so distracted that she walks into Alex's bombs. "Awwww." Score! * Miya repops and gets to work, her tongue stuck cutely out of the corner of her mouth. "I'll show you score." * Alex heads back towards Claire's section again. This time, he'll watch the timing. * Claire goes after Eric. He needs to die too. * Eric avoids Claire like the plague, running through Alex's area! * Alex watches as Eric gets blown up. * Claire pouts, and sets her target as the next closest victim. * Alex is then distracted and gets blown up by Claire. Whoops! * Miya plants bombs pretty randomly. * Eric re-pops and plants a bomb right where Miya's going to be in 3, 2, 1... * Miya sploderates! And pouts. * Alex reappears and tries to block Eric off. * Claire choses a new target! d3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Claire (d3) and gets 3. * Claire goes after Miya! * Miya yelps as she realizes Claire's after her. * Miya tries running through Eric's area to get away. * Alex heads out of Eric's area and nearly runs headlong into Miya. * Eric zooms through Alex's bomb, watching them explode *right* behind him! * Miya sticks a bomb in Alex's face and hangs a right! * Alex is blown up. "Aww, again?" * Claire chases Miya around, planting bombs to cut her off, until she inadvertantly runs into one of her own. Oops. Haha! * Eric exploderdates himself on accident. "Oops." * Alex reappears. And is bombed by Claire again. "Dangit, that was my last life! I'm out." [ Session End! ]